South of the Rio Grande del Patxama

Dear Dr. Bones,

Sticking as usual to the literary / rhetorical / agitprop[p]er side of the path to allow impatient wingnutettes an’ wingnuts to pass on their way to that funeral they seem always rushin’ to get to in time to make quite sure it can serve as their own, I put it to you, sir, that Don Ricardito de Fernández y Podhòretz throws away most Rio Limbaugh’s -- an’ especially its own -- more promisin’-lookin’ cards in this rubber.

Consider: (A) the Greater Levant and _la América Ibérico-Indocumentada_ are rather dreadfully like one unto another, now as much as ever, and (B) the _nuevoseñorito_’s Daddy, or perhaps its Daddy's Daddy, or . . . probably lived square under the yoke of John Quincy Monroe.

Even if there are no F&P family anecdotes left over from the Banana Grande period, little Ricky could appeal to public-domain fiestaware. ¿How about, say,

Poor Egypt, ¡So far from Father Zeus, so near the Tel ’Avîv statelet!

That Antiseemighty soundbark may seem nothing very special when this coarse and illiterate and semi-Pseltic keyboard clicks it forth, but -- comin’ straight from the armadillo’s kisser, as it were, ’twould sound very different, ¿_no es verdad_?.

Instead of which we get miscellaneous scraps--scraps , I presume, intended to insinuate that the verbal ragpicker might actually know a little somethin’ more ’bout overseas than most of the Party neocomrades-- that are entirely devoid of that heart-warmin’ an’ trust-cadgin’ cor local or regionalismo y nacionalismo which we, being Ice People, very naturally crave.

To be sure, little Ricky F&P has as much right to appropriate boilerplate claptrap like _Après moi, le déluge_ or "carry cole slaw to Newcastle" -- possibly even to the occasional little exuberance of Physics Envy like "some giant unseen gravitational source" -- as anybooby else. What we have here, though, is not a _Rechtsfrage_ nor even a _Machtfrage_, but a question of rhetorical technique. If the _nuevoseñorito_ was not aimin’ at the effect created -- the "rootless cosmopolitanism" effect -- then its competence is questionable.

If, however, you decide that the R. C. savour happened by neodesign, then kindly apply your figurative Y@@ T@@be to Don Jr.’s judgment and to the señoritoly taste.[*]

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More substantively, . . .

Well, I much prefer to march into ‘substantively’ from a better jumping-off point than the brain-flat terrain around Pajama Junction NJ affords.

Still, it can't hurt to single out the passage in which Don Jr. comes closest to barkin’ somethin’ of real interest for the theory and practice of Native Management:

>“In countries like Serbia and Ukraine direct and indirect U.S. aid helped youth driven opposition movements successfully oust repressive leaders by training them in non-violent civil disobedience, election organizing and other fundamentals of civil society.” [**]

However, that sentence has quotation marks around it that make no sense as a solicitation to shudder or to sneer, so I guess the jackdaw [***] picked that scrap of flash up in a dumpster somewhere an’ pecked off the designer label.

"In my end is my beginning," for ’tis plainly an offense against Comp. Lit. rather than against Mil. Sci. thus to deploy unmarked dumb-dumb neobullets.

_Els desitjo dies feliços_ (like the Natives used to say to St. George Orwell, self-fetched from afar to do them Homage.)
--JHM


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[*] Forget that silly proverb, please; nobody expects you to ‘dispute’ about or with so dubious a commodity as Party Neocomrade R. X. de Fernández y Podhòretz. All you need to do, sir, is CONDEMN.

Should you have forgotten how to do that less than civil trick, take two aspirins and fifteen minutes of Neocomrade Dr. R. H. Limbaugh in aërial suspension. After that, the technique is bound to come back to you. Like cycling, "¡never apologize, never explain!" denigration, once mastered, is a skill that even Dr. Alzheimer can never deprive us of. Hardly ever.


[**] Though Ukrainia (_¿Quién?_) be more recent, mention of Serbia strikes me as especially good. So think about it carefully, please. Wink, wink; nod, nod.


[***] _"la gravilla" sive "Corbus monediva neoterrorica"_

News from Nowhere

Dear Dr. Bones,

Helena means: "The US's neo-colonial relationship with Egypt is at risk. Roll with the punches, and we can restore our relationship to what it was (neo-colonial)." Therefore I don't see how Helena's article is critically different from Obama's speeches.

’Tis fun to find the GeorgeFoxNews account (largely based on e-ja board dispatches from special Cairo correspondent the late Dr. Pangloss) contradicted from even farther out away from Terra than Planet Justworld herself.

Nobooby is going to fool Comrade[ss] ‘Domza' with mere word games, like pretending some newfangle matronisation scheme for Native Management would significantly different from plain old patronizin’.

¡Nurse Cobban is but General McBárak writ large!

Happy daze.
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(( Paddy says to tell you that, between ’em, McBárak and O'Sulliman are likely to give us Pselts an even more glorious reputation for political mastery.

(( But Dr. Johnson knows best about us wunnerful, ever-immortal pride an’ glory of the Whight Civilisation of the Western Race. ))

"A better way to push for reforms"

Dear Dr. Bones,

Any competent admirator must frequently admire the B'nôt Chûtspâ. All the -- ¡far from inconsiderable! -- militancy an’ extremism of our own zimmy-dummy wingnutettes an’ wingnuts can be eclipsed to shame by a single neoperformance in the Path of Hyperzion:

Edelstein wrote Guardian editor Ian Black that he was amazed that his newspaper would agree to publish a letter [*] that calls for the murder of innocent civilians. He demanded that Black print an apology and clarification stating that the newspaper did not condone terrorism in any form and did not consider it a legitimate tool in a struggle for freedom. “I expect you to make clear to your readers that you believe that terrorism is a violent and despicable act, directed mainly toward innocent civilians with the intent to strike fear and anxiety in a society,” Edelstein wrote. “Certainly this was the goal of those who employed terrorism in the London bombing of July 2005.”

Though the aggressive self-spiritedness of such a thingee be above all praise, yet I betcha our old friend and M. Pascal’s, Ms. Prudentia, is horrified. Horrified, indeed, at more levels than one:

(1) Neufreiherr Minister von Edelstein seems, firstly, not to have computed that there are far more wicked Natives, and fellow-travelers with Wicked Nativism, in the world to address imperious scribbles at the fishwraps of Greater Tel ’Avîv than _vice versâ_. No doubt everybooby all ’round will regularly be tossing such directives in the recycle bin where they so richly belong. Nevertheless, the underlying correlation of farces is gravely asymmetrical: far more Jewish Statist than Nativist personhours are bound to be lost to a very elementary task of housekeeping.

What could be plainer as a matter of strategy / operations / tactics than that the Greatest Demographic™ must ever strive to fight on terrain where numerical superiorities count for as little as possible? Rear-Colonel Prudentia might, it seems to me, very reasonably wish to see the Neukamerad Gefreiter von Edelstein kangaroocourt-martialed for militerrory folly and incompetence.

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(2) Coming at it from the opposite direction of Ms. Prudence, out of the remoter feverswamps, that is, of practical Y'hûdâ v'Shômrôn and theoretical Ziontology, I guess quite a number of swampsters will deem the Freelord of Edelstein a dement -- or even maybe a witless tool of Nativism -- to be (or even pretend to be) ‘amazed’ that Airstrip One should harbour badmouthers of the GD™ Folk: "¿Can the ziocomrade be really inaware that, like unto Oceania and Eastasia, Old Europe and Altneuland have *always* been at war? And by no means always a cold war: _¡¡Nie wieder Oswiecim!!_"

Whether exposing himself to such criticism involves a genuine imprudence on His Neoëxcelllency's part depends on what audience he panders to, exactly. I fear I never distinctly heard of him till this morning, so I have no clue to the freelordly stance beyond what the junior judæostatist from up the slippery slope at Castle Podhòretz reproduces. That, however, looks distinctly febrile and paludinous to me.

Let me know what you think, please, sir.

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(3) Then comes the timing of this exuberance, my trump card. What would it profit the GD™ Folk to gain _The Guardian_ of London, but lose Gen. Mubárak of Nile River City, the closest product yet discovered or invented on land or sea to an anti-Nativism Native? [**]

One would have thought -- for what zimmy-dummy ‘thinking’ may be worth -- this a moment for a rather narrow concentration of all the force and frau . . . and _hasbarâ that Judæostatism can bring to bear, not for picking new fights, however ideologically congenial, at or beyond the extreme margin of the Greater Neolevantine Co-Prosperity Sphere.

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Even the junior birdperson of _Commentary_ seems to allude obliquely to imprudence when she glosses her text with "There is little that the Israeli government can do to bring about changes at _The Guardian_. That most likely means that the freedamsel supposes the Neufreiherr von Edelstein -- a portfolio-carryin’ operative of the Tel ’Avîv government, remember -- is wastin’ his time an’ breath an’ energy -- generally labourin’ in vain.

On the other hand, her freeladyship clearly thinks there is a way to neolabour against the abhominable Guardian NOT altogether in vain:

A better way to push for reforms [2] would be if influential groups within the Jewish community started a campaign against the paper’s obsessively anti-Israel (and at times anti-Semitic) news coverage. Criticizing Israel government policies is one thing; publishing pro-terrorism letters and cartoons of Palestinian leaders dressed as Orthodox Jews is another. Jewish leaders should firmly and publicly condemn the endorsements of violence and outright bigotry that are becoming staples in _The Guardian_.

Two epiglosses on the glossatrix come to mind:

(A) I suspect the alleged "influential groups within the Jewish community" on Airstrip One have been doin’ firmly an’ exactly just that for years an’ years now.

(B) A very tiny point, though perhaps indicative of the JS neomindset: it certainly looks to this keyboard as if cartoonists in the UK would be getting quite a raw deal as compared with what their honourable and neogallant colleagues in Denmark have already been most graciously vouchsafed.

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By way of hyperepigloss and conclusion: it occurs to me that Party Neocomradess (ninth class) A. X. Goodman may not "get out as much" as a young freedamsel should. I mean, ¿does she really *know* anythin’ much ’bout *any* part of Old Europe? Sheer neoïgnorance would handily account for both the trifling little discrepancies I have pointed to.

¡Happy days!
--JHM

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[0] "Oddly enough," we are not provided a link to this Letter of Blood. Presuambly the factious tripe an’ bologna laid out on the e-counter at Contentions have a great appeal to persons who have not yet attained the age of reason and need to be protected from overexposure to S*x and V**l*nce.

Yes, that must be the explanation!

Trickier to explain is why I cannot find the L. of B. on the fiends’ own website either.


[1] I knowingly omit the Maronites and ‘Phœnecians’ of the Beirut statelet, who have let their wannabe patrons to the South down so many times that I strike them from the roster of effectives.

[2] ‘Reforms’ is good.